The old dog heaves a hefty sigh
and lays his head down to sleep.
Before dreams of running take him,
he looks at the girl sitting on the sofa,
and he is grateful for her.
The taller man and woman do not
have the excitement they used to for him,
and now look at him as more of a chore.
But the girl still looks at him as a gift,
and this is a gift back to him.
A wonderful poem for Christmas.
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Thank you, and happy holidays to you π
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Lovely! All the Best for the Festive season π
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Thank you π
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